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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1962-11-14, Page 9E.M.Q. Carries New Meaning This week's paper carries the first of at Is likely to be a: fairly complete les of stories about the Emergency sures Organization, in Huron County I in our own local setting, which Is awn as the Wingham Community pup. EMO, today's counterpart of the form- Civil Defense Organization, has sud- ly assumed new meaning for most sons in the free world. The shocking ity that we were on the brink of nu- tr war over the Cuban crisis two weeks has startled thousands into a fresh. ization of the naked truth—which is ply that no person on earth knows ether or not there will be a war of an- lation. Anyone with common sense tilling to do his share to alleviate the at. The formation of an active group in Wingham district, and the naming of :ers to take responsibility for the various services being set up for emer- gency, brings a new sense of personal urgency into the general picture of pre- paredness, When we know that our own friends and neighbours are taking the matter seriously we are much less inclin- ed to scoff. The attitude of a few years ago --that civil defense is useless because we would all be dead a few minutes after the at- tack, has been discarded by persons cap- able of sound reasoning. This is a big country, and although a nuclear attack would certainly snuff out the lives of thousands of people, particularly in the centres of dense population, there is every likelihood that most of us in the rural communities would survive—if we were well enough prepared ahead of time. It is for this very purpose that EMO exists. It will not, however, be of any real value unless we all co-operate to make it work. Valued Citizen Lost to Community There is sincere and widespread re - at the accidental death of George tin, clerk of Morris Township. The is circumstances of his passing serve mphasize the loss which will be suf- d by his friends, his neighbours and municipality. 4 quiet person, who quite apparently aved in doing his job without fuss or motion, George was an excellent farmer, a first-rate clerk and an example of the sort of citizen who places his com- munity and its welfare before his own personal gain or fame. We join with this whole area in ex- pressing to Mrs. Martin our deep sym- pathy. For what comfort it may be, she can treasure the knowledge that her hus- band had earned the full respect of his fellow -citizens. Long History of Hard Work Because we felt that this issue of The ante -Times was somewhat of a mile - ie in the history of the newspaper and he community, we have reprinted in first section, four samples of front as taken at 20 -year intervals over the 80 years. Each of these pages rep- nts a different era, not only in the of the paper, but in the history of the n and district as well. Viewed in the light of present day auction techniques, some of these old as look pretty forlorn, but they were act, very excellent products in their day and age. The two earlier pages e printed when every letter on the s had to be composed by hand—a Prious process that required large fs of men and women slaving away much longer hours than any of the ,ent day workmen will stay on the Their efforts were further com- picated by the fact that there were no electric lights. Older printers have told us how they hated the prospect of winter and its short hours of daylight because their work was so much more difficult. When eyesight began to fail the aging typesetter was likely to find himself with- out a job—and pension plans were un- heard of at that time. Actually the press work on these old papers was excellent. They have sur- vived the passing years in remarkably good condition. In fact, we wonder whether the product we turn out today will fare as well. • Seldom do any of us pause to reflect upon the heritage which is ours in respect to our daily work. Without the toil of these long -dead printers we would be completely unable to bring new and inter- esting newspapers to you. Doubtful Partnerships rhe events of the past few weeks have ted some strange problems in inter - anal relationships. The Soviet Union t certainly be experiencing some em- assment at being asked for assistance ndia, a country they have wooed for s. The assistance would,, of course be used to aid in a concerted effort to defeat Red China. Canada is in the same predicament. China has been our biggest wheat buyer for the past year or two; but we are rushing planes and arms to India so the latter can take a good whack at the Red Army of China. Still Tops \griculture is still Canada's biggest Istry despite the trend of recent years iversified industries. It provides 35 ent of the country's jobs and the :ultural sector of the economy ac - its for an estimated 40 percent of gross national product. These facts are noted by Canadian erial Bank of Commerce in a booklet, reers of Professional Agriculture," :h outlines the exceptional range of er opportunities for university luates in agriculture. "Dramatic changes are taking place in adian agriculture," the booklet says. e number of actual farm products is aming less but this trend is being ac- ipanied by a tremendous increase in specialized industries serving agri- ure." THE WINGHAM ADVANCE -TIMES Published at Wingham, Ontario Wenger Bros. Limited W. Barry Wenger, President Obert 0. Wenger, Secretary-Treas:trer Member Audit Bureau of Circulation orizbrl by the Post Office Department Nand . Class Mali and for payment of postage in cash Subscription Rate: Year, $4,00; Six Months, $2.25, in ad- �e' $5.00 per year; Foreign rate, $5.00 per year Advertising Rates on application For every worker on the farm there are now about two workers off the farm engaged in other facets of 'agribusiness" — the overall term which includes the provision of supplies and services and the processing and marketing of agricultural products. An increase of 70 percent in Canada's consumption of food by 1970 has been predicted, and the growth in world popu- lation means that countries like Canada will probably have greater demands for their food. "The number of agricultural gradu- ates in Canada will need to be expanded to meet these requirements," says the booklet. "It is estimated that there are potential openings for up to 1,500 agri- cultural graduates in Canada each year. Yet the supply of new agricultural gradu- ates over the last few years has been averaging less than one-quarter of this figure. University courses in agriculture range from farm management to chemistry, from dairy science to plant pathology. Graduates pursue their careers in such fields as research, industry, business and education, as well as on farms and ranches. In addition to their opportunities in Canada, Canadians are in demand all over the world because of the thorough- ness of their education in the agricultural sciences. ingbant Atormaffeittat WINGHAM, ONTARIO, THURSDAY NOVEMBER 15, 1962 ONE OF THE LARGEST CROWDS ever to attend the an- nual Remembrance Day services at the Wingham Ceno- taph was on hand last Sunday morning. Good weather prevailed for the occasion. The honor guard had taken up their post when this picture was taken just prior to the start of tha service.—A-T Photo. SUGAR and SPICE Can anyone tell me why wo- men are so fierce about money? As Brutus said, I pause for a reply. No answer? Well, then, can anyone tell me why wo- men are so absolutely clueless about perfectly straightforward handling of the lovely stuff? No answer. I knew there wouldn't be. For years, I handled the money in our family, and everything ran smoothly. A couple of years ago, yielding to some mad whim, I agreed to turn over the family finances to the Old Battleaxe, and since then, we have endured fiscal chaos. The trouble is, she panics. I used to solve the problem of bills by putting them all in my. hip pocket and letting them age for a while. She getshalf a dozen bills and goes into a tizzy. • • • She spreads everything out on the table: pencils, sheets and sheets of paper, bills, bank book, cheque book. She adds everything up six times. She subtracts debts from bank bal- ance, bursts into tears and hurls charges such as "nicotine addict" and "alcoholic" at me. Every time we have a finan- cial crisis—that is about once a week --it turns out that the only way we can stay out of debtor's prison is for me to give up the weed and the malt, And every time, I have to point out carefully and patient ly that we little sinners are the only thing that keeps thiscoun- try from going on the rocks. It's not the big sinners who support the schools and hospit- als and pay for all those new docks and post offices and mis- siles without war -heads and in- conclusive elections. Heck, I could keep a mistress or two, gamble heavily, declare a phoney bankruptcy—do every- thing but commit murder—and the government wouldn't take a nickel in taxes. No, it's the wee sinner, with his deck of fags and his box of beer, who pays the shot. This simple economic truth, however, rarely diverts theold lady from her tantrum. She threw a dandy when she came home yesterday, after spend- ing a week away from us. She was sore as blazes at all of us when she left, over some- thing or other, and she wasn't home twenty minutes, the kiss- es and hugs were scarcely cul- minated, when she blew up again. She had left me a detailed note. I was to pay the interest on the mortgage, be sure to pay the hydro bill and get the discount, put so much from ac- count A into account B to cover such -and -such, see the bank about renewing our demand. note on the TV set, be sure to put the right change in the milk bottles, because the pup licks the milk off the top and the pennies fall into the leaves, rake the leaves, put out the garbage, pay my insurancepre- mium, see that the kids had a bath, and not watch the late movie. • • • I was sort of busy while she was away. After all, I had to cook dinner for three each night, organize a trip to the city for my Grade 11 kids to see a play, canvass for the YMCA drive, and watch the late mo- vie without somebody hollering at me to come to bed. Besides, it was my week to entertain the Friday Afternoon Club, a perambulating organi- zation for tired Teachers, at which they let off steam and take on fuel. I did get the garbage out. At least, my son did. He's still scared of women. He's only fifteen. But I didn't pay much attention to the rest of the instructions. In fact, the note containing them was mis- placed. • That is a word I like. I didn't actually lose it, but I couldn't find it. 4 4 To cut everything short, and to put it so simply a child could understand it, I collected $141.- 78 from my students for tickets to the show, picked up $49.50 on the YMCA canvass, issued a cheque on either account A or account 13 for $270 to cover the One Moment, Please THE PRECIOUS PROMISES by REV. DONALD SINCLAIR WINGHAM, ONTARIO TEXT: 11 Peter Ch. 1, 4. "Whereby are given unto us exceeding great and precious promises; that by these, ye might be partakers of the Div- ine Nature." Peter regarded the promises of God as being exceeding great and precious and valuable. He may have repeated to him- self many of the promises he heard from the lips of Jesus. With the passing of time, they had become more endeared to him. The promises were pled- ges of friendship and help. They were precious to him because he believed them to be true. There are promises of temp- oral care. He who is mindful of the birds and insects; of the animals of the jungles, the de- serts and the forests; of living creatures in streams and pools; of growing plants and ripening fruits, surely cares for us. The Lord does not leave things to accident. His influence ex- tends everywhere. There are promises of pro- tection. " The Angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear Him and de- livereth them." The Psalmist also says "For this God is our God for ever and ever: He will be our guide even unto death." There are promises of the Messiah. Isaiah wrote, "For unto us a child is born, unto us a Son is given; and the govern- ment shall be upon His shoulder and His name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The cost of the tickets, spent either $14 or $24 of the Y money on groceries, bought some beer for the Friday Afternoon Club out of either my ticket money or my canvass money, and made my own donation to the Y out of the milk money. You should have heard the screams. You'd think 1'd run off with a belly -dancer, or lost my job, or failed to use a de- odorant, or committed some- thing equally heinous. She was just about ready to call in the Mounties. One of these days, I'm going to put my foot down over these financial crises of ours, and if it doesn't sink right to the knee, there'll be some changes made. Or something. mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace." In the fulness of time, the Mes- siah came. There are promises of par- don. Isaiah declared, " Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crim- son, they shall be as wool." John wrote, "And if any man sin, we have an advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous. " Here is a promise of His re- turn, "I will come again, and receive you unto Myself, that where I am, there ye may be also." The promises are great and precious because of their var- iety, because of their suffic- iency and because of the cer- tainty of fulfillment. A minister who visited an elderly man confined to his chair with rheumatism, observ- ed he had a Bible in his hand. The Book being open, the min- ister noticed the word "Proved" written in the margin. He took the volume, turned some of the pages, and saw that word in the margin several times. He read, "The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want." In the margin was "Proved". Again he read, "God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble." In the margin was "Proved". As he read the Bible the man had written his own experience in the margin. When he read a promise and found it fitted into his own life, he wrote "Proved" He realized the great and pre- cious promises were sufficient for him. What was true with this man has been true with many other believers. God hath not promised skies always blue, Flower -strewn pathways all our lives through. God hath not promised sun with- out rain, Joy without sorrow, peace with- out pain. God hath not promised we shall not know Toil and temptation, trouble and woe. He hath not told us we shall not bear Many a burden, many a care. But God hath promised strength for the day, Rest for the laborer, light for the way, Grace for the trials, help from above, Unfailing sympathy, undying love. -Annie Johnson Flint